Gothic Wounds (Signed & Numbered Limited) by Joe R. Lansdale
Gothic Wounds by Joe R. Lansdale
Published by SST
Signed & Numbered Limited Edition
Gothic Wounds oozes stories of grim doings in the Southern climes of East Texas, with a few stories outside the usual Lansdale realm.
Meet
real life horrors and old mythologies in these dark and sometimes
humorous and satirical stories of adventures and mysteries, suspense and
strange moments in the backwoods.
Get out your hip boots and
your skeeter spray, and you might want to bring a horse and saddle for
when the tales move out West, but most importantly bring your
imagination.
Read about a bizarre mule race, a movie
projectionist’s obsession with a beautiful young woman that leads to a
violent event. Venture onto the Sabine River with Hap and Leonard and
find a sunken boat full of death and treasure. Meet a blind man with a
weed eater who has nefarious plans. Follow the path of a World War
soldier returning home only to find home isn’t what it used to be. Meet a
wrestler well past his prime who grapples with an opponent over a
long-lost love. Go down into a pit and watch two brave men in a mad, mad
world, fight for a championship that ends in death for one of them.
Then drive on out to Geronimo’s grave and battle a dangerous bank
robber. Then have a sip of blood and Lemonade, as we learn of an event
in the past of one of Lansdale’s best-known characters, Hap Collins.
And
there’s more. So, pull up a chair, seat yourself with a big glass of
ice tea or a Dr Pepper, and have a stack of vanilla cookies close at
hand for sustenance. Crack this book full of the unexpected, and dive
in.
The storytelling water is fine.
Table of Contents:
Introduction by Joe R. Lansdale White Mule, Spotted Pig The Projectionist In the River of the Dead Hide and Horns Mad Dog Summer Cowboy Mr. Weed-Eater The Stars are Falling Dead on the Bones Solderin’ The Fat Man and the Elephant Night They Missed the Horror Show The Big Blow Steppin’ Out, Summer ’68 Blood and Lemonade The Pit Wrestling Jesus The Sabine was High Driving to Geronimo’s Grave By Bizarre Hands